Love
Love is the root
Of all evil.
You don't believe me,
But it's true.
Adam and Eve,
They knew.
When their flesh
First brushed and
His serpent shook,
Shrieking and fertilizing
The garden.in only
The most grandiose
Fashion. Which spawned
All of us, who walk
Around disjointed,
Our eyes unfocussed:
Flickering in dark corners--
Which actually are quite lit,
Though our sight
Deceives us.
So, we fondle and babble,
Bumble and caress,
Clutching that sweaty hand,
Generally the one most convenient.
Oh, I am in love again.
Copyright Kemal Faruquee 1990